Remembered by Hazel Hunter

Author:Hazel Hunter [Hunter, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Paranormal, Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Suspense, Witches & Wizards
Amazon: B0197R4PFC
Publisher: Allure Press
Published: 2016-01-26T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Five Years Later

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The Oracle glared at Galia.

“You seriously think that the poor won’t simply swarm the wagons? You truly think this will help?”

Galia nodded, her eyes bright.

“There are children on the edges of Tenebris who go to bed hungry five nights out of six. This will help.”

The Oracle shook her head.

“On your head be it. You will make the decisions soon enough, and the people of the city might as well realize what an idiot they have.”

Despite her cutting tone, there was something that was almost grudgingly respectful about the way she spoke to Galia now. The last five years had heralded many changes. Galia had finally learned that the Oracle was an empath, and the white wolf was her animal familiar. It was only fitting that Galia knew, since she was now the Oracle’s successor. She had been initiated into the mysteries of the Goddess of Tenebris. She had overseen the votive offerings. Galia was coming to know the force of the Goddess as well. She could feel the power there, and the longer she worked with it, the more she could feel her own prescient skills come into existence.

But also as the years passed, she thought no less frequently of Strayke. Memories tinged with sadness seemed always to hover close by. At times they would startle her at night, or when she sat at lessons with the Oracle. She wondered if he would recognize her now, dressed in green silk with gold clasps at her shoulders. She was not the frightened northern girl he had last seen. She wondered how he had changed, or if he had even survived.

As Galia walked through the halls of the palace, she turned her mind to thoughts of what lay ahead. Tenebris called itself the richest and most powerful city in the world, but Galia had walked around the fringes of the city, where the poor were kept. She saw how they lived, and how even a small amount of food could save lives.

If we feed them a copper’s worth of bread, they’ll let us pull gold pieces from their hides and their hearts.

She shook the cruel words out of her head, though she knew in her heart they were true. She had learned to think more and more like the Oracle over the years, though she had never lost a certain softness that made her mistress despair. They would never be the same Oracle, no matter when she stepped up. The Oracle was feared before all else. Her judgements and predictions had saved the city time after time, and her punishments were swift. Galia, with her soft heart and her eye towards the most vulnerable, was something else. Sometimes, when she walked, women would ask for her to bless their wombs, or the vendors would ask her to bless the tools of their trade. She was a different face of the Goddess, and the people around her knew it. Her thoughts were full of bread and grain when Mina came around the corner.

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